I had been in a bit of a dating slump recently. The problem
was, every guy I met was either married or a creep. I just couldn't find anyone
that stimulated me.
One afternoon at work, I was complaining about my problem to a coworker, Angela . She suggested a try letting some people set
me up on a blind date. The thought hadn't even crossed my mind.
"That's a great idea! You got anyone in mind?" I asked, thinking she
might, considering she came up with the idea.
"Well, now that you mention it," she smiled. "I have this one
friend. I've known him since high school. He's a really nice guy, and really
cute too. I think you two would really hit it off."
"Sure," I said. "What the hell. Maybe I'll even get lucky."
That Friday night I was sitting in a private booth in the back of Tomaso's
awaiting my date. Soon after my arrival, a seemingly shy man pulled up to my
table in an electric wheelchair. Angela
hadn't mentioned that part.
" Paul ?" I asked.
"That's me. You must be Iris ."
His voice was surprisingly low, and he constantly flexed his jaw as he spoke.
"It's so good to meet you. No offense but Angela
never mentioned..."
"That I'm in a wheelchair? No, she wouldn't would she. She likes to
surprise people," He chuckled. "It doesn't make you uncomfortable
does it?" He asked, preparing himself for the worst.
"Not at all. I just wouldn't have chosen a booth." We both laughed.
"Let's go somewhere more private and wheelchair accessible. I know a good
place just down the street," He nodded towards the door.
After a few blocks we came to a little yellow bungalow with a ramp leading to
the front door. I followed him up and through the front door. It was a cute
little house with everything build chair-height. I followed him into the living
room which contained only one couch. I sat as he continued into the kitchen to
make coffee and grab some cookies.
We talked for a while and he told me about his accident and how it left it
mostly disabled. He still had used of his left arm most of his chest, head, and
right hand. He could still feel most of his body just simply no control over
it. Soon we came to the subject of relationships and I learned that he had
never had sex because none of his relationships ever lasted long enough.
"God man, you must have a lot of pent up energy!" I exclaimed. He
threw his head back and laughed.
"Well, I do what I can to help with that," He winked. I suddenly felt
a tingle between my legs. I felt my pussy getting wet and hot thinking about Paul masturbating.
"Wait.. How do you..?" I began to ask. Again, he laughed.
"Well, I have control over my left arm but I find it really tiring, so I
prefer to use a vibrator." My pussy was really getting wet now.
"Have you ever even touched a women sexually?" I asked, needing more.
"Not really no. When I was younger a friend of mine let me see whatever I
wanted, but I never got to touch." He admitted suddenly looking very
hungry.
I don’t know what came over me but suddenly I lost all
inhibitions. I stood in front of him and slowly slipped my blouse and bra off
letting my large tits bounce free. I slipped off my skirt and turned around to
let Paul see my ass. I slowly bent
forward and took off my panties. I handed them to Paul
who shamelessly began sniffing and licking the wet crotch.